*Ami*
I squeeze his hand and pray that he will breathe. I'm staring at his chest… didn't it just move? I whisper, "Come on, love, I know you can do this."
Yes, his chest is definitely moving now, and before long, his breathing is calm and even. I start breathing again myself. At least he’s breathing; there’s still hope.
"The breathing is stabilized and the oxygen levels are good, so this must be seen as a success. Now we can only wait and give him time," the doctor says, looking at me with a friendly smile.
When the doctor leaves, I lean down and kiss his cheek softly. "Thank you, sweetie, for still fighting. I know you're trying to find your way back to me. I’m waiting for you."
"Should I go tell Sean? He will get so happy for some positive news," Luke asks. I nod, knowing Sean would
